I stood by the haze of the night`s soaring mist,
The haze of dreams, hopes, yet never getting the gist,
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Wind, Oh, swift wind, which rushed through her dainty wings,
Elevated her as she swirled through the skiey mist in rings,
She chased her dreams, companions of a life, lively
Her world which was devoid of conspiracy and rivalry,
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Drowning in the sea of unending human concupiscence,
Engulfed by the flames of the green eyed Satan`s vehemence,
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